"What are you doing?" Caroline asked, as she swept into the kitchen. Her two older brothers were crowded around the sink - specifically the garbage disposal. The eldest held two forks situated into a pronged weapon, thrust deep into the rabbit hole. They looked up as though they had been caught.

"Trying to get something out of the garbage disposal…" the younger brother said, his hands diving into his pockets. "He dropped something in there." Pointing to his older brother, who was still busily working with the forked tool.

"What did you drop?" Caroline asked, moving closer, eager to help like a good sister. "Here, let me put my hand down there…I think my wrists are small enough to fit." She reached to dive pointer first into the mouth of the monster, but was quickly shuffled away.

"No!" They both said loudly. "Do not put your hand down there…that's the garbage disposal."

"I know," she said, "I think I can get whatever's down there."

"No, what if it turns on while your hand is down there?…like that guy who was mowing the lawn, your fingers are gone!" The eldest said, unintentionally rhyming, genuinely terrified at the thought. He shook away the idea like a wet dog drying itself. "I can't even think about that…please never put your hand down there."

"What do you think's going to happen…how would it turn on?" Caroline rebutted, failing to see the logic in her brothers' concerns.

"I got this," the elder said confidently, holding up the two forks as if clearly showing her the tools added legitimacy to their plan.

The brothers continued to work. One, the younger, was the spotter, while the elder continued to handle the machinery. It was more of a feeling game than anything else. Once the two forks were shoved into the monster's mouth, very little could be seen.

"Should we turn it on?" the younger asked, it was clear the thought had been on his mind.

"Maybe…" the elder said looking to his brother. They shared an upward shake of the shoulders, and the younger reached for the switch.

"What did you guys drop in there?" Caroline said, stopping their momentum.

Simultaneously they responded, "An avocado pit."

"Oh my goodness," she said, turning to leave at once. "You guys are idiots." She marched upstairs to the sounds of an avocado pit being torn to pieces by the blades of hell. The garbage disposal.